My penis is the hammer.

I'm the wind, baby.

There doesn't seem to be a dictator on Earth Oliver Stone doesn't love.

Now that there's a Republican majority in Congress, I would say it's a matter of hours.

I did the same thing for free a little while ago. Bruce keeps a fully stocked refrigerator when he's not in town, and his security system is a joke.

Episode IX: The Force Loses Its Job
Episode X: The Force Takes an Ambien and Hopes Tomorrow is Better

White letter privilege is a serious problem that I hope will be addressed in this movie.

LIAR!!!!!

What we really need is a Tom Servo reboot.

Ha! He's appearing with some guy named John Cleese in November at the University of San Diego. I'll see you there.

I think that the amount was about right— it was a pittance— but the check didn't bounce.

I liked that he was happy when his search turned up lots of videos.

Spot on about REM and the Radio Song. It is just horrible, and whoever thought it should be the entry point into Out of Time should have been drawn, quartered, and splayed.

I was a driver for ABC during the LA Olympics, and I drove him around town one day (the Beach Boys played at one of ABC's corporate parties, which was a blast). He was a very nice guy. I drove him over to Stevie Nicks' house for a party, and that was the last I ever saw of him.

No complaints from me— I have it on my Beach Boys singles playlist. But when you play Pet Sounds, it really stands out as the one song that just doesn't fit in with the rest of the album.

For the hell of it, I tried contests@theonion.net and it went through. Whether it landed in the right mailbox I have no clue. But the email address listed in the main article, as noted earlier, she no exista.

I liked their early tuning sessions a lot more than their later ones, after they got popular.

According to Brian, Sloop John B wasn't supposed to be on Pet Sounds. Record executives insisted on it, because it was the only song available that was a likely hit single.

Al Jardine wants a piece of you, Noel for all but writing him out of the group. I would sleep with one eye open. No, not that one.

Now you tell me— that was the sole source for my PhD in Scottish history. Bloody Scots.